I'm so frustrated
Nov. 21st, 2003 09:13 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
estepheia*sigh* Nobody seems to be writing. Fanfic seems to have dried up. I know, it's still NaNoWriMo, for those who are still working on it (not me, alas), but still. Shouldn't there at least be a little bit of porn to be had in LJ land? Preferably S/X? In fact, I'm under the impression that S/X is a sinking ship.
Please please please, could someone write a nice post-Destiny S/X fic?
Please please please, could someone write a nice post-Destiny S/X fic?
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Date: 2003-11-21 04:20 am (UTC)::ahem:: This is as close to S/X as I get, babe.
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"Nice to talk to you, too, Harris." Spike slammed the phone back into its cradle. "Wanker. Thinks he bloody owns her; always has done. Don't know when he's going to wake up to the fact that she doesn't want him."
"Wouldn't give you her new number?" Angel asked, smugly.
"Yeah. As if there's not other ways to reach her." A slow idea dawned on him. "Hey, mate, I bet if you called..."
"Not a chance. You'll just have to do your own detective work." Angel grinned, leaning back in his chair. "Anyway, did you ever think that maybe Xander was jealous of you, not her?"
Spike boggled, then shuddered. "Shut your gob."
"I'm just sayin', he always did have kind of over the top reactions to both of us. And you lived with him for what, months? Can't tell me it never crossed your mind."
"We're not having this discussion." Spike looked at the blood congealing in his cup. "Now you've put me right off my meal."
He got up, started to stalk away. Something stopped him, and he turned thoughtfully toward Angel. "You really think...?"
Try, try, try again. The line was picked up on the second ring. In dulcet tones, he said, "Xander? Don't hang up, pet - just thought I'd call back and apologize for my tone, before. It's been a while since we had a decent chat..." Over his shoulder, Spike gave the thumbs up.
Angel smiled. He was always right.
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Date: 2003-11-21 04:33 am (UTC)*grabs Harmony and gives her a big fat kiss on the nose and whirls her around*
Thank you very much. ROFLMAO.
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 07:14 am (UTC)thanks for that!!
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Date: 2003-11-21 07:54 am (UTC)Totally! :-)
*smooch*
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Date: 2003-11-21 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 06:28 am (UTC)::snort:: In my head, this is titled, "Watch Spike Manipulate Xander".
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Date: 2003-11-21 05:06 am (UTC)::snort::
Love it!
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Date: 2003-11-21 05:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 05:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 06:02 am (UTC)And
::is lame::
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:24 am (UTC)::dies happy, loves you::
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:26 am (UTC)Never. Happen. Unless, of course, I have Spike go evil and kill Xander deaddeaddead. Oh, wait, I already did that. Never mind. ;)
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Date: 2003-11-21 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 07:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-21 06:23 am (UTC)::waits patiently for that day to come::
::giggles at own pun, 'cause it's early::
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:24 am (UTC)I wouldn't be waiting up nights, if you get my drift. Just go re-read my April Fool's story. And shudder at what could have been.
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:41 am (UTC)Reasons you are evil:
1. April Fool
2. Riley?!? Fuckin' Riley. You write something hot and slashy and it has the freakin' Farmer in the Dell in it. Sheesh.
3. You just are.
::shakes head::
Riley.
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Date: 2003-11-21 07:13 am (UTC)Heh.
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Date: 2003-11-21 06:27 pm (UTC)